The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to suffocate any semblance of ease as Chase and I sat in silence, the only sound echoing through the room the clinking of our cutlery against porcelain plates. I could feel Chase's eyes burning into me, his gaze like a physical weight that bore into my very soul, but I refused to meet his stare, keeping my focus fixed firmly on my meal as if it were the only thing that mattered.But then, just as I began to relax into the comfortable rhythm of our silent standoff, Chase opened his mouth to speak, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife."Why were you at the party, Ruby?" he asked, his tone deceptively casual yet laced with an undercurrent of suspicion that sent a shiver down my spine.I froze, my fork halfway to my mouth as I struggled to find the right words to answer his question. But before I could formulate a response, Chase continued, his words more of a statement than a question."You were there to kill me, weren't you
As I wandered aimlessly through the grand halls of Chase's mansion for what felt like the hundredth time, a sense of futility washed over me like a tidal wave, threatening to drown me in a sea of confusion and despair. There was no getting away from the cruel reality of my imprisonment, no matter how hard I searched or how many rooms I examined.With a heavy sigh, I finally conceded defeat, the weight of my exhaustion bearing down on me like a burden too heavy to bear. I made my way back to the bedroom, the familiar scent of lavender and sandalwood enveloping me like a comforting embrace as I sank down onto the plush mattress, the softness of the pillows cradling my weary body like a mother's gentle touch.My mind was filled with memories of the past as I lay there, staring up at the ceiling with blinding eyes. It served as a bittersweet reminder of the life I had left behind. I hadn't had an actual rest in such a long time, a break from the never-ending cycle of violence and deceit t
Chase HudsonA stab of frustration gnawed at the corners of my mind as Ruby stormed out of the living room, her demeanor as cold as ever. For a split second it had felt like she had let her guard down, that she had let herself get comfortable with her surroundings. But as soon as she noticed my presence, her relax demeanor replaced once more by the impenetrable wall of mistrust and suspicion that she had built around herself.I sighed heavily, feeling as though she were trying to avoid me at all costs.With a weary shake of my head, I loose the tie around my neck and headed to my study. The smell of mahogany and leather enveloped me like a warm embrace, and I settled into the plush armchair behind my desk. Pouring myself a generous measure of whiskey, I took a sip and let the fiery liquid burn its way down my throat, the warmth spreading through me like a warm blanket against the chilly air.As I settled into the comfort of solitude, I reached for my phone and dialed the number of my
Ruby"That son of a bitch!"The door slammed shut behind me with a resounding thud, the sound reverberating through the empty hallway like a thunderclap in the midst of a storm. Anger boiled within me like a tempest raging in the depths of my soul, threatening to consume me whole with its fiery intensity.I pace back and forth across the room, my mind swirling with a whirlwind of emotions. Anger, frustration, betrayal – they all swirl together in a tangled mess, threatening to overwhelm me like a tidal wave crashing against the shore.But amidst the chaos of my thoughts, there's something else, something I can't quite put my finger on. It's a strange sensation, like a fluttering in my chest, a quickening of my pulse that I can't quite explain. But I push it aside, dismissing it as nothing more than the remnants of the adrenaline rush from our fight in the kitchen. I take a deep breath, trying to calm the storm raging within me. I can't let Chase get to me, can't let his accusations an
Olivia Carol White.That name had died along with my souls.My friends think I'm dead, my parents think I’m dead. So basically everyone I knew thinks I was dead.The truth is, I'm still perfectly alive.The sound of a gunshot rings my ear, I snapped back to reality. "Why do you always do that?!" I turned around and glared at my partner. I was supposed to shot him first but he beat me to it. He looked at me innocently."I thought you needed a backup." I rolled my eyes and continue my walk. I loaded my gun and hid behind the wall. I looked at Drake my partner who walked past me and shoot the men with ease. I looked at him in disbelief."Ever heard of patience?" He turns to me and smirked. Ignoring his smirk, I quickly find the men that we have been assigned to kill."Matthew! Where is he?!" I yelled at Matthew, the tech guy over my earpiece. "Keep walking then turns left; when you see a metal door, you're at the right
"Finally home!" Drake said once we got inside our house. I rolled my eyes at his childishness. Austin turned his head and looked at us while sitting on the couch. "Hey guys, how’s the mission?"Drake walked to the couch and plopped himself on it. "Easy as usual." I scoffed and went to the kitchen to make some drinks. Taking out a can of soda, I walked back to the living room and settled myself on the couch."Where’s Matthew?" I asked. Austin raised his brows at me. "Why?""I need to have a word with him." Austin leans forward, resting his elbow at his knees while narrowing his eyes at me. "You were going to admit your feeling to him?" I threw the pillow that is next to me and aim it at his face.Austin and drake only laughed seeing my reaction. "You guys are such an asshole." I got up and decided to head to my room to take a nice warm shower. "Hey, where are you going?""To infinity and beyond," I said to Austin. He chuckled hearing my
"Wake up Ruby!!" Someone banging my door. I groan loudly. "Shut up!""We have to go remember!" My eyes shot up glaring at the ceiling who did nothing wrong. "I'll be downstairs in a minute!" I sighed as I hear Drake's footsteps walking away. I rubbed my face and eventually get up. Talking a quick shower, I head to my closet to get dress. I settled myself with a white tank top, black ripped jeans, a black leather jacket, and black heels boots.What can I say? I come to love black.I took my gun inside the drawer and tuck it at my back. Same with the knives, the first one, I hide it inside my boots. The second one, I hide inside my jacket. I brush my hair and let it loose freely till it reaches my waist. Grabbing my phone from the bedside table, I head downstairs making my way to the kitchen.There I found Emily behind the stove cooking breakfast. Drake, Matthew, and Blake are seated eating breakfast."Took you long enough!" Drake dramatically said.
"Hey calm down Ruby," Drake assured me once we were out from his office. "I can’t okay! He’s the one who wants him dead but he doesn’t have any idea of his location. I mean Benjamin Castro could probably be in Mexico sipping tequila but we can’t go there. There are guards everywhere. Going there to kill him is like a suicide mission and he should at least give us an idea or something!" I ran my fingers to my hair feeling frustrated."I know we’ll figure it out.""Of course we will or not we’ll be dead too." I snapped.Drake and I drove back home and start figuring out Benjamin's location. I quickly head to my room and plopped on my bed. Getting up, I changed my outfit into comfortable ones. Taking out my laptop, I lean to the headboard of my bed and start searching about Benjamin Castro.I don’t know how long I sat in the bed searching for his location. All I know is once I looked to the window it’s starting